Ivy’s POV
I had no idea where I was. The room was dark and smelled of straw. I could hear animals around me, but it was too dark to see anything. That was until the door suddenly flew open, and two scared girls bathed in the moonlight as they ran in. Only then could I tell that I was in a barn.
“Who are you? Where am I?” I asked them, but they just looked through me like I wasn’t there.
Peaking outside, I didn’t recognise where I was or, more importantly, when. It looked like a small village, but the structures were built with straw roofs and outdated materials. I even spotted a well in what appeared to be the center of town. Even the dresses the girls wore were made of thick, rough linen that I had never seen before. They were well-worn, dirty and the stitching indicated that they were
